“You started it,” Wolfe pointed out.
“One splash!” she pointed out. “Look at me, I’m all wet.”
She blushed as she realized what she’d said. Aleki’s eyebrows moved up and down. “If he’s gotten you all wet, then I’d say good job.”
“Aleki!” she protested with a pout. “Where’s Daddy? Daddy will be on my side.”
Caleb poked his head into the bathroom. “What’s going on in here? You okay, jelly bean?” She could drown in those eyes, let that calm confidence he wore like a cloak wrap her up in safety.
Everything in her life would be okay when he was around because he wouldn’t let anything or anyone harm her.
“Wolfie was splashing me.”
“Wolfie, huh?” Caleb’s face was filled with amusement.
“Look at me. I’m all wet!”
Caleb walked over and crouched by the bath. “These are cute toys. This one squirts. Look.” He ducked an octopus under the water and squeezed it, letting it fill with water. Then he drew it up and squirted it right in Wolfe’s face.
Her mouth dropped open. Then a laugh shook her as Wolfe narrowed his gaze at Caleb. “What the fuck?”
“Sorry. Was just demonstrating how the toy worked. You’re wet anyway.”
She started giggling as Caleb winked at her and rose. Wolfe grabbed a towel to dry himself off.
“We’ll leave you to your bath. Try to keep some water in the tub, huh?” Caleb said.
Aleki stared at her intently then he turned and left the room, calling back over his shoulder, “breakfast in forty minutes.”
Wolfe grumbled but walked over and knelt next to her.
“Truce?” she asked.
He gave a nod. “Let’s wash your hair. You need to eat breakfast.” He picked up the cup and filled it with clean water from the baby’s bath.
“What’s the baby’s bath for?” she asked curiously as she started playing with the toys.
“Oh, it’s for a doll. It came with a set including a stroller, cot, and highchair.”
“I didn’t see those yesterday.”
“They just arrived this morning.” He was working the shampoo through her hair and massaging her scalp. It was heaven.
She let out a moan, leaning back in the bath. “Oh God, your fingers are amazing.”
“I know,” he said with zero modesty.
“Do you give back massages?” Would it be too much touching for him?
He paused. “I’ve never given one. I could learn if you’d like it.”
“Only if you want to. I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
“Being with you could never be uncomfortable. Not when it’s the only thing in my life I truly want.”
Jeez. He was killing her.
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